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[SOLDIER First]

"Head.. mistress..?"
Got a problem with mistresses, eh?
Hmm.
"WOLF'S AFRAID OF THE WORD MISTRESS!"

[Projeck37]

"A spar would be fine, but a removal of nuts, not a fucking chance."

"Oh, is he now..?"

[SOLDIER First]

"Oh fuck."
Is it the word, or, like, having one?
Hav- fuck
"Actually he's afraid of having one!"

[Projeck37]

"Oh, well he will have one the next few years at this school."

[kj1225]

"What about a master?"
Kyle looks interested.

[SOLDIER First]

"Not like the headmistess, or a.. um.. sexual one, but an owner.
That's female.
Masters are fine, but mistresses?
Nope."

[ragnarok97071]

"... good lord that is hilarious."

"Right, so the fuck are you people and the fuck are you doin' in my armory?"

A man approaches the group. His eyes are a deep silver, his body covered in muscle, and he has a sort of... aura around him, something dangerous and primal.

[Again_Dejavu]

"I'm Fluffy, and I'm waiting to get started."

[kj1225]

"Talking to my sword."

[SOLDIER First]

"We're going on a mission in our favorite rocket ship.
Also, Vivian, can you tell me if these things have any special abilities or whatever?"

[Again_Dejavu]

"How about my armor? These googles and cup look special."

"We're fighting a cult of evil Walrus-Men, Right?"

[Projeck37]

"Hmmm... What if Vivian was Wolf's non-sexual mistress? Would you be up to that, Vivian?"

[SOLDIER First]

"WHAT."

[kj1225]

Kyle walks over and grabs Wolf possessively.
"No, he is mine."

[Projeck37]

"Yeah, but he'll like that. Which isn't the point of it."